S.O.D
(专辑: 5 And Better Series Vol. 1: Return Of The P.L.K. - 2008)
Yeahhh Get down or get moved No matter who you are boy Things don't matter, when your shit splatter Cut the
chit chatter, bitch niggas scatter Get up off that corner, if it don't be on ya Loved one's I'll mourn ya, after you get hit And that's it, yeah Another day another dollar With my chronic marijuana Who I'm gon screw next Another day another death And I
done lost a
fair share Ain't too many real left Nigga this ain't part time I
do it till the
death And I'm doing it the
best While manuevering that s
Nigga this it ain't part time We do it till it's done And it's s.o.d. when I'm on d
son Od motherfucking I
ain't blink all day, gutter These niggas sweeter than the
pink rozay Mink gold 2k I'm Cuban mink all grey Louie belt shiny trey with my mink on hey Bright diamond how I'm shining so the
girls want play Knock the
lining off vagina she'll be sore all day Perfect timing when I'm rhyming I'm your boy don't play I'm with sadam with the
radan spent the 4
ok Yeah, once for the
you know what I'm a
beat makers dream yea I
chew those up Whack a
blue nose, I
screw hoes, my shoes roll up 22 lows, from euro's, I
pulled last month Ain't 1
thing I
don't understand that's how ya roll with a
man at the
same time oweing a
man Shoot to the
top, I'm knowing I
can, I'm knowing you seen I
know who you been, I'm a
machine Another day another dollar With my chronic marijuana Who I'm gon screw next Another day another death And I
done lost a
fair share Ain't too many real left Nigga this ain't part time I
do it till the
death And I'm doing it the
best While manuevering that s
Nigga this it ain't part time We do it till it's done And it's s.o.d. when I'm on d
son Uh, millionaire glare through my cartiers (The plk) tony yay and Ferrari yeah You got your hood tatted on you and hardly there I'm in and out the
mix move like I
gotta orange stare Me I'm exactly why these niggas are happy I
turn a g
to an athlete, kirsty, joan, and Jackie You don't like me nigga clap me But don't miss cause that be, your happening We passing on ya stomach in the
backseat I
don't trust a
soul, and motherfuckers know And I
rep till I
go, let the
kush burn slow I
get it by the o
get it get it by the o
No, not an o
add on 7
more And I
can't blame it all on queens it's in my genes The
stink I
let in my 16's I'll get the
cream I'm clean, nigga fool them don't fool yourself You'sa elf and more than half of y'all can use some help Another day another dollar With my chronic marijuana Who I'm gon screw next Another day another death And I
done lost a
fair share Ain't too many real left Nigga this ain't part time I
do it till the
death And I'm doing it the
best While manuevering that s
Nigga this it ain't part time We do it till it's done And it's s.o.d. when I'm on d
son My styles worth a
100 stacks, times a
100 stacks Shit revolves look how I'm coming back Strong as a
lumberjack Another day another gun to pack Drops back to back till the
summer rap Nigga swag jacking what's up with that Me and you ain't the
same I
don't cuff a
rat I'm the
one, 2
27 30 que boy forever hungry Nothing like new m, m
money